I know I am a good time to you But I'm not exactly happy as you think I have a lot of shadows in my head I wish you could just push them off instead But they are here They are near They creep up from behind and they stay in most the time They are here They are near You think we're here alone But the monster's always home And I cannot reach your eyes Your words are few, I don't seem to get to you And you keep your ghosts at home I am sober now, but my mind keeps running over dry They say love is patience But I'm scared of wasting all my time I, I wish I could tell you now But you have squeezed out all the lime